The Wrath of Feng Wu

But he was unable to take Feng Wu down!

What happened was that he had felt a burning sensation on his fingertips as soon as he touched Feng Wu's wrist. It was obvious that she had put some potent poison there!

Looking at Feng Wu's wrist, Feng Yiran saw that it had swollen up and was quite a dreadful sight!

However, it didn't seem to affect Feng Wu's movements at all and the silver white whip whooshed through the air!

Smack!

Another merciless strike landed on Feng Liu's cheek!

"That first one was on your left cheek and this time I chose the right. Now it's well balanced." Feng Wu snorted. "But do you think I'll cut you loose just like that after what you did to Qiuling? In your dreams!"

After that —

Feng Wu rolled up her sleeves and lashed Feng Liu relentlessly with the silver whip!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The crisp sound of the whip resonated in the air!

Feng Wu spared no effort in her strikes!